The storm roils forward, dwarfs all I see—the cotton field, Memere’s house Monsieur Alcide’s barn, Daddy too
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juderoy29 Fiction writer (mostly).
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The storm roils forward, dwarfs all I see—the cotton field, Memere’s house Monsieur Alcide’s barn, Daddy too

The house groans under the pressure of the clouds

The wind slaps the screen door open

The blackness swallows the daylight

I can’t see Daddy anymore

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